Satisfaction with what we have, is so tough to find;
It doesn't take a moment, for greed to make us blind.

What we're proud of, today, won't sustain till tomorrow;
Turning our pride into egoistic sorrow.

Seeing someone else succeed, unknowingly does ignite;
Too strong a competition, telling us to fight.

Fight the soft voice of our conscience, ever so correct;
The jealousy we try to cover up, begins to resurrect.

There should be, I agree, a temptation to succeed;
But we start ignoring the fine line, between passion and greed.

Remember that when your good days come, you will be envied too;
But at that time, look out for the people who're true to you.

'Cause history can anytime repeat itself, turning a friend to foe,
When the evil greed will ruin everything, you wouldn't even come to know.