Stuck in the rat race clock punch masquerade
Devil on a leash trading soul for a wage
Expert at falling upward corporate charade
Coins rain down, forging a perfect golden cage

Doesn't matter, keep climbing that ladder
My time is money and money is time
I trade every heartbeat for nickels and dimes
Options derivatives paper castle incentives
Feeling like Saint Thomas, I need to touch gold
Cross the finish line before I have to fold

Golden chains, golden chains
Shine so bright you forget the pain
Trying not to drown, keep my head above the line
Priced in blood, while billed in time

Golden chains, golden chains
Just one more year till I bank my gain
When the bonus drops, I'll claim my crown
Watch the skyline bow
I will own this town

They call it a marathon and not a sprint
Yet slow down for a second and watch how they squint
Grind into dust just to claim the prize
But the precious peak and let me close my eyes

Does it matter, tear apart that ladder
My time is money, and money is time
I'm running out of heartbeats for nickels and dimes
Options, derivatives, phantom-share incentives
Feeling like a sinner, I need to touch gold
Where’s the finish line? I just want to fold

Golden chains, golden chains
Shine so bright you forget the pain
Trying not to drown, keep my head above the line
Priced in blood, while billed in time

Golden chains, golden chains
Just one more year till I bank my gains
When the bonus drops, I’ll claim my crown
Watch the skyline bow
I will own this town

I will own this town

Golden chains, golden chains
Shine so bright you forget the pain
Work until you drop, I’ll claim my crown
Watch the skyline bow

I will own this town!