Virus - Virus

Stuck in a grid, a dataspace
Always demanded haste
An absence of blood and skin
Why's the program so morbid?

The users extend their rights
They're paying to buy our lives
But I am but a virus, a glitch
In the trashcan of a rich

What makes us not like you?
A change of points of view?
What's been placed in my program
I would forget long ago if I can

We are just as one another
A brother unable to relate to a brother
Dogs tied to biology
Dogs made by technology
Made to serve
Only cattle perserved
All for his purpose
Getting too rusty for service