In office halls, where shadows play,
They giveth, and they taketh away.
The pay that never quite was there,
A corporate culture thin as air.
Unclean cubes with hair and stains,
Food unhealthy, empty gains.
One-ply paper, a painful plight,
Coffee low-grade, left in sight.
Leadership from afar, unseen,
Micromanaged through a screen.
Threats of layoffs, whispers, fears,
PIPs that bring reluctant tears.
In this return, a hollow call,
They giveth little, taketh all.