Meet the Quota: A Lethal Company Song (feat. Raymy Krumrei)

I just got a paid position with an interstellar team!
Though the travel's far, the hours are however long we deem!
Yeah, the uniforms are ugly. Not much room for upward growth
Sure it's got a couple quirks
And not a lot of perks
We're risking termination, but at least it's honest work!
This isn't the career path that I pictured
And my work-life balance isn't looking good
This Company has just one major stricture
To find our funding faster than our predecessors could!
(Meet the quota)
They say trash is one man's treasure, but that's never much relief
When your teammate's screams pervade your dreams
Each time you fall asleep
I could use some medication; get a therapist or shrink
But our contracts are coerced
And worker's comp's the worst
We'll picket 'till we kick it and our corpse is reimbursed!
We're fatally financially unstable
We're paid to raid one minefield at a time
We'd take a weekend off if we were able
But jeopardizing profits would be a corporate crime!
(Meet the quota)
Shoulda worked in retail -- a dead-end nine to five!
Cause my performance eval implies I won't survive!
I know we're owed a bonus and asking's asinine
But lowering our standards tends to raise the bottom line
(Leave the Company, leave the Company)
(Leave this lethal Lethal Company)
So we mourn our every morning as the grind begins again
And we'll slave away 'till wages pay another day of rent
We would unionize our labor, but we haven't got a spine
So we'll trip another trap
While scavenging for scrap
Then take a sudden smoke break while we carry back this crap!
(Carry back this crap!)
We're hired to retire from this living
We're in the black but drowning in the red!
No quota's one iota less forgiving
And if we live to payday our careers will still be dead
(Meet the quota)
I hate my job!
I hate my boss! (Meet the quota)
I hate The Company!
They hate a loss! (Meet the quota)