it's good and natural, this thing that we have built
and as you step on others, you should feel no guilt
for those who're getting trampled, it may seem unfair
but everyone is trampling here, it's not for you to care
ours is a hierarchy of power
and insecurity of place
either ascend the tower
or fail to keep the pace
this is how it's always been
the fittest will survive
it's not through cooperation
but through strength that you may thrive
the robber barons keep on telling
it's inevitable and just
yet all the while they're selling
us a deeply sown distrust
we make our jungle laws, to eat each other up
justifications made to drink down another's cup
in our alleged meritocracy
we get exactly what we're owed
but the landed aristocracy
sit back and reap what we have sowed
so as you struggle to survive in this system of ours
what doesn't kill you, leaves you covered in scars
it ain't natural or good, for us to compete
we were made for each other, to share what's replete