In a world of work, a facade so grand,
Where career paths seem to stretch and expand,
But 'tis but a mirage, a false hope displayed,
As toxic waters slowly erode our shade.
Optum, they claim, holds care in their heart,
Yet not for the individual, just one small part,
Employees mere tools in their grand scheme,
Where the end's the focus, no matter how extreme.
In this culture, "ends justify means," they say,
As we become collateral in their corporate ballet,
It's nothing personal, just business, they decree,
In this complex world of work, we must find our decree.