If we fall thru the cracks

Will anyone have our backs?

On the other side

A place to hide

Or comfort to live our days?

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Will we have any chance

Without a second glance?

To keep us in school

In the money pool

To care for us in special ways?

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We all have feeling

Why are they stealing

Our dignity and our praise?

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Do they think we

can find rewards in

hollow empty days?

When we bust our backs

And stay on track

but still don’t get a raise?

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Do they think we

can be productive as we are getting hazed?

Good people are attacked

This is a fact

Where justice has no place

Blind hierarchy and business

Take over these dark days

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Where Justice has no place

Where it is squeezed out by

Greed, the true disgrace

This is where we get attacked

Because we get no slack

We can work to the bone

And carry the world on our back

But the cards are unfairly stacked

In the favour of the higher-ups

When will it be enough?

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