The Workplace

Seems like we’ll never leave the price tag behindOur seats in life charge us per minuteGo little tortoise, you got your life’s work ahead of youThe ownership for a chance at 1% raiseDon’t you worry inflation will haveMet you for the most romantic date

Before you know itYou’ll be surrounded with strangersWho’ll call themselves family

Don’t you worrySoon you’ll be one of themHiring the next sibling for cultural fitThey might get burnt if you make them a personality hire

Don’t you worryI’m sure they knowTheir job description entails political liar

WorkplaceWhere the lines of ethics get blurredDon’t you worrySurely the leadership isMeeting the code of construct

You must learn a new languageSpeak it better than your mother tongueCorporate jargon translates as BullshitteseYou’ll be expected to get fluentIf for leadership you’d like to run

Forget your moralitiesIn the honor of uncountable greensDrink this pill andThere will be no fatalities

Work gives you purposeKeep edging towards burnoutTo feel importantYou’ll become a sedating forceIf you get the titleKeep pushing higherAnger issues are the best glider

Dream to be someone’s nightmareAs your subordinatesWill be the only onesWhen reality gives lee way

So keep running in your wheelNo need to tell you how cyclicalYou’re stuck in the vicious cycleWith all your protective instinctsYou shall not let me enter

You’ll lock me out of the fiscalDespising the wheelYet scared for your life

You’re coming undoneNo many years of experienceIn this transformation areEnough to hold onYou don’t know if it’s freedom orForever lockdown

The worker takes the tollWhile the winning oligarchOf the wheelTakes it all

Ladies & GentlemenThe Workplace.(we’re all losers in this game.)