[Verse] The board's a mess no lanes align Your backlog’s broken deadlines unwind A sprint with no direction no light You’re the captain of this sinking flight [Prechorus] Sticky notes falling like autumn leaves Promises whispered but none to believe [Chorus] Ben couldn’t make me scrum No rhythm no hum Ben couldn’t make me scrum His time is done [Verse 2] Burn charts faded velocity stalled Your stand-ups sound like hollow calls Retro’s a ghost of what it should be Agile’s a word you can't set free [Prechorus] Epics tangled like vines in the dark Every task you touch loses its spark [Chorus] Ben couldn’t make me scrum No rhythm no hum Ben couldn’t make me scrum His time is done
