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[Infomercial] Congratulations! You’ve been granted the sacred “Right to Work” — Which includes the right to be fired for nothing. The right to starvation wages, and The right to train your own replacement, [Glitch] until artificial intelligence can do your job!! [beat drops] *cough* Oops...anyway... Don't forget, you are essential. You’re free to work — not free to rest. Meet their goals and pass the test. They'll move those posts to keep you stressed, So you're too tired to see you're oppressed. They say “you’re family,” like it’s sweet. Lace those bootstraps on your feet. Work until you can't take the heat. Then they'll throw you into the street. No breaks, no rights, no time to breathe. Watch while you bend the knee. Almost time to use your P T O, Until you see it's just for show. Right to work? Nah — right to bleed. Right to beg for what you need. Right to smile while they attack, Right to snap and still crawl back. You're free to suffer, free to strain, Free to die and not complain. You want respect? Too expensive. But the abuse package is comprehensive! Got the flu? Need to call in sick? Quit whining you lazy prick. Try to unionize? That’s real cute. I hope that you're ready to commute, 'Cause you won't have cash to fix your ride, When you're fired due to your pride. Get hurt on shift? They’ll shift the blame. And blacklist your entire family name. No time, no help, no safety net. You're one bad hour from regret. You get your freedom when you’re dead. Till then, just smile and nod your head. Right to starve, right to crawl. Right to nothing. That’s their law. Right to lose, right to cope. Right to dangle from a rope. You want health care? That’s insane. Get cancer, lose your job — inhumane. They own your hours, own your skin— The system is designed so you can't win. Here at Redacted Corporation, we believe in opportunity! That’s why we’ve eliminated costly things like sick leave, union protections, and empathy. Remember: If you die on shift, your replacement is already clocked in. You can cry in the closet later. And dont forget: Teamwork makes the dream work! (Work) (Work) (Work) Work ‘til you drop. Smile while you rot. Ask for a raise? You're unfit. Freedom to quit, But not survive. This ain't a job— It’s a slow decline. Right to work? Right to die. Right to live a corporate lie. Right to pray your brakes don’t fail. Right to eat once you make bail. Right to suffer. Right to serve. Right to get less than you deserve. You're not an asset. You're supply. You're just a number in a suit and tie. This is your right to work. Your right to hurt. Your right…to nothing.