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!