At Gainwell, the money bleeds, deep in the red, Poor management steers where all hope is dead.
Layoffs come often, morale sinks low,
As business escapes and the cracks start to show.
They sell empty dreams they can’t even provide, With no plan to deliver, just profits to hide.
Some whisper of ethics, long left behind,
Illegal or not, it’s failure they find.
Poor morale haunts, while trust slips away, At Gainwell, the future fades day by day.