The Company of Skin and Flint

There were two men and the business that they ran.
They were heartless skimming money.
From employees and jobs hard to get, any way they can.
They took on tradecraft students but without a cent.
They demanded long hours, no overtime, when asked they’d never repent.
With holidays for workers they’d forget a day or two.
They wanted nice surroundings, not pay their working crew.
Then there were tricks with empty pension plans to make some money too.
Any honest dissent it was the sack for the one’s who complain.
They got fat off their workers, they loved to disdain.