The war on nepotism

All our battles fought in distant lands beyond the sea
By people from both here and there
And they're no different from you or me

No rewards for sacrifice made by a nations poor
If we must fight just to keep our rights
Then read my lips, this means war

Intelligence experience irrelevant to status
Predetermined distribution of the power and the wealth

To survive we must submit
Become the nation's whore
If we must fight just to keep our rights
Then this is it, this means war

Nepotism is the terror right in your backyard
If you are a part of it you know just who you are

You think you're something special
You're just a waste of my time
Another privileged clone off the assembly line

Hey, wow, look at that-
Your car so bright and shiny!
Hey, wow, look at that-
Your house so bright and shiny!
Hey, wow, look at that-
Your future bright and shiny!
Hey, wow, look at that-
You brain so fucking empty!

Yeah yeah!

And here we are dragging our broken, beaten, and scabrous bodies bleeding across a thousand miles of rusty nails and broken glass just to on top of the golden tower you were simply born on top of. But one day, one day, my friend, one of us will reach the top, and find that you are not what our has in mind, so it will be up to us to level the playing field and bring things back- back to the way they should have been all along.

Enjoy your luck while it lasts
But prepare yourself for the fall
And there will be nothing but pain
So all of the signs showing
This means war!