Verse 1 They count the world in margins, EBITDA and lines, Green arrows on the ticker Say everything is fine. Cut the weight, trim the labor, Call it “discipline,” AI takes the hours So the numbers learn to grin. Pre-Chorus Smaller teams, bigger promises, Optimize the load, They say a stronger company Is the light that we’re owed. Chorus But we’re not just figures On a balance-sheet design, We’re not interchangeable Or quarterly defined. If profit is the master And people fall behind, You’ve forgotten what the money’s for— It was meant to serve the life. Verse 2 Revenue still climbing, Twelve percent year on year, EBITDA’s exploding While the exits fill with fear. They call it rational progress In a competitive fight, But the cost is paid in humans Sent home in the night. Pre-Chorus Treat us not as means only, Hear the older call: Dignity is value You can’t spreadsheet at all. Chorus ’Cause we’re not just figures On a balance-sheet design, We’re memory and laughter, We’re the builders of the time. If profit is the reason That compassion gets denied, Then success is just a shortcut That morality won’t buy. Bridge Stakeholders in the shadows, Communities unseen, Creativity and trust Lost between the seams. A growing company still chose To let its people go— That’s not efficiency, That’s forgetting what we know. Outro / Chorus (soft) Profits should serve people, Not the other way around, What’s the worth of winning If your values hit the ground? We’re not just costs to manage, We’re the soul behind the sign— And no amount of growth redeems A life left off the line.
