I'm done with your pity for rats, so don't waste your breath
Let's be real, they're not scared of us, they're just a pest
The guillotine and traps you cite, that's just a ploy
We're not trying to rid them, it's just a way to annoy
No matter what they look like, they still scurry around
And I'm sure they don't care much if we make a sound
So stop pretending like you know what's in their head
Cause you don't know their feelings and you don't know what they dread