Grinding for the Scraps

[Verse 1] I wake up every day, grinding for the scraps, Living paycheck to paycheck, just trying to hold it back. The world’s moving fast, but we’re stuck in place, Built on broken dreams and an empty space. Opportunities few, and the doors keep closing tight, While the wealthy live in luxury out of sight. We fight for survival, but they talk about wealth, Leaving us behind with nothing else. Chorus Divided by dollars, divided by fate, A system designed to keep us in the late. We rise from ashes, refuse to be bought, Struggling hard while they claim what they’ve got. [Verse 2] The system’s a maze, hard to navigate, Every turn a challenge we can’t translate. They talk equity, but we feel the void, A world where dreams are easily destroyed. Debt piles high, and opportunities shrink, While they sip champagne, we’re barely in sync. Chasing shadows of what could be, In a world where the divide is plain to see. Chorus Divided by dollars, divided by fate, A system designed to keep us in the late. We rise from ashes, refuse to be bought, Struggling hard while they claim what they’ve got. [Bridge] It’s not just money, it’s power they wield, Breaking spirits, leaving us sealed. But we won’t be silent, won’t be erased, Fighting for a future where we’re not replaced. Outro So we push through the pain, rise above the fall, For a world where we’re more than just a number at all. The gap may seem vast, but we’ll break the chains, For a brighter future where no one remains.