A carrot on a stick, a mechanical hare

And when I finally catch it? I've made it, I'm "there"

The trick is in the track, moving under my feet;

A treadmill made of money, an end I'll never reach

Buy into the scam, climb the ladder with no top;

Or realize that's not the only option I've got

A hundred thousand milestones from beginning to the end...

Find pride in our efforts and fulfillment in our friends

Take solace in our labor and communities we've built

Unity as a collective instead of false dreams unfulfilled

Pull off my blinders and live my life to redefine

There's so much more to living than the fucking finish line