Scratch and Claw

It's a rat race out there
Too many people fighting
Some just to stay breathing
And not all fight clean

The big cheese the target
Often encompassing vanities
But when we've got nothing
To those vanities we pray thee

Winning at all cost
Losing a soul in process
It's for money we became lost
Seeing them halt our progress

Sniff and scurry taught us
The cheese will never be enough
We'll just be locked up
In an endless battle