I once heard about a great Labyrinth built upon cheese
Where the rats scampered around spreading disease
They bicker and squander and take as they please
All fighting and searching for just a taste of the cheese

The Great Labyrinth was crafted some ages ago
By its own inhabitants, who all too well know
That despite their choices and where they choose to go
The cheese, they so desperately seek is merely a show

But the stench of the cheese fills every crack in the walls
So the desire grows unbearably to search through the halls
There’s an endless amount of signs and directional calls
The constant cornucopia of white noise leads to perpetual falls

Some believe they have the answer, where cheese you may find
Some only pretend, to simply toy with your mind
Others give you advice, to try to be kind
But most lie, so they can take what you’ve signed

The ones who quit searching, are the ones who have found
That the cheese is buried deep below ground
But, these same rats dare not make a sound
For, if they ALL knew, the Great Labyrinth would crumble all around

I once escaped a Great Labyrinth built upon dreams
Where everyone believed, but nothing was as it seems
And try as you might to calm the deafening screams
Everyone struggled and schemed for just a taste of their dreams