A Professional Office Rhyming Poem

A journey of tasks which we should be manning,
Part- or full-time 'til the boss begins canning,
Each individual whom they're duly scanning -
The goal being profits, cost-cutting, and planning.

A sensitive matter, we mustn't seem trusting;
Meanwhile, housekeeping's continually dusting...
Who's the policeman who should do the busting,
For I'm not mistake-proof, ain't that disgusting?

We're being productive like all of the raving,
A boss-style performance is how we're behaving.
So many useless tactics of craving,
Acting in ways girls shouldn't be saving.

Work as a team, live for gains you can reach,
And with each opportunity, struggle to teach,
Something like management, go for the peach,
And make it through heartaches, I truly beseech!