MC the FURT

Good morning, world! Eight AM, my apron’s tied tight,
Stepping through the steel door into the morning light.
"Employee Entrance," that’s the start of the trail,
Just a little girl with a basket, so quiet and frail.
Beep— my dashcam wakes up with a soft little hum,
"Is it okay if I go to the office, Mister? Here I come!"

Walking down Aisle 4, the cereal boxes look so tall,
Do you see me skipping, Manager, through the hollow hall?
I’ve got treats in my basket, and a smile on my face,
Ignoring the shadows creeping all over this place.
"Oh, the fluorescent stars are so pretty and bright!"
But my lens is recording every shadow in sight.
I’m nearing your door, my heart’s a soft pitter-patter,
Just a sweet little Red Hood, does the rest even matter?

"Oh, Manager NKGW... what big ears you have?"
"All the better to overhear your union talk, my dear!"
"Oh, Manager NKGW... what big eyes you have?"
"All the better to watch you on the monitor and feed your fear!"
"Oh, Manager NKGW... what big teeth you have?"
"All the better to bite your paycheck and make it disappear!"
Wait... why are you shaking, Mister? The fun’s just begun.

The door bangs shut, and the "sweet girl" is dead,
The air smells like greed and the lies that you’ve fed.
"Get back to work!" you bark with a red, bloated face,
Spitting your venom all over this godforsaken place.
But look at my hoodie, look at the blinking red eye,
My dashcam caught the moment your authority died.
I’m not a "little girl," I’m the ghost of your crimes,
Tracking your sins through these corporate times!

The bass is a metallic crash, the room starts to spin,
As I pull out the Silver Bullet from the basket within!
You’re a parasite, a predator, a wolf in a tie,
Trapped in my 4K lens, with no alibi!
I’m cutting the stomach of your empire wide,
Reclaiming the lives of the people who died (inside)!
The forest is silent, the howling is done,
You thought you were the hunter? I’m the one with the—

The slow, heavy click-clack of a gun hammer being pulled back.
"Little Red... Little Red... why do you have such a big... gun?"
...
Because, NKGW,
Wolves like you don't deserve to see the sun.
Say cheese for the dashcam.
...
BANG.