You sit in moral judgement of who and what I am

You dictate the standing in my life that controls are in your hand



Under attack



You want to break the welfare chain this cross upon your back

Any sense of obligation is exactly what you lack



Under attack



Another statistic off your list, another number down in file

More faceless factory fodder

For the work force you compile



Under attack



Baton down the hatches and tighten up the screw

Reduction of the benefit with no effect on you