[Verse 1]
They came back Monday with a paperback,
Yellow notes stuck down the side,
Said, “We need a culture of ownership,
Everybody’s got to drive.”
Seven red lights on the console,
Backups hadn’t run all week.
I said, “We’ve got a systems problem.”
They said, “Let’s watch how we speak.”
[Pre-Chorus]
I drew the boxes, lines and loads,
They drew a circle round my tone.
Bad news travels uphill slowly
When good news travels on its own.
[Chorus]
The dashboard’s green!
The dashboard’s green!
Don’t go looking underneath.
Smoke is rolling from the server room,
But the quarterly slides are clean.
Lean in harder, take ownership
Of decisions you don’t control.
Welcome to the psychosocial
Hazard rodeo.
The dashboard’s green!
[Verse 2]
You gave away the steering wheel
And left my name beside the wreck.
“That sounds a little resistant.
Let’s unpack it at our next check.”
We documented every warning,
Every dependency and load.
Then somebody changed the deadline,
Somebody else changed the scope.
[Pre-Chorus]
If technical risk becomes an attitude
And every warning needs a spin,
You can silence every alarm you’ve got—
It won’t make the system win.
[Chorus]
The dashboard’s green!
The dashboard’s green!
Don’t go looking underneath.
Smoke is rolling from the server room,
But the quarterly slides are clean.
Lean in harder, take ownership
Of decisions you don’t control.
Welcome to the psychosocial
Hazard rodeo.
The dashboard’s green!
[Metal Breakdown]
ACCOUNTABILITY!
[Gang] WITHOUT AUTHORITY!
OWNERSHIP!
[Gang] WITHOUT CONTROL!
OVERLOAD!
[Gang] PRIORITIZE!
RAISE THE RISK!
[Gang] WATCH YOUR TONE!
[Lead]
If the hazard cannot be eliminated—
Have you tried resilience?
[Gang]
RESILIENCE IS NOT A CONTROL MEASURE!
[Bridge - Half-Time Stomp]
One by one the old hands vanished,
And the meetings settled down.
No more awkward little questions,
No more engineers around.
They called the silence “alignment,”
Called the turnover “moving on,”
Then outsourced all the knowledge
And asked where the knowledge had gone.
[Female]
Psychological safety—
[Lead]
Till somebody disagrees.
[Female]
Employee wellness—
[Lead]
While the workload never leaves.
[Both]
ISO forty-five-oh-oh-three,
Come take a walk with me.
[Final Chorus]
The dashboard’s green!
The dashboard’s green!
Every metric says we’re clean.
Every fire has an owner,
Every owner has a screen.
Authority flows upward,
Accountability below.
We leaned into the warning lights
Till there was nobody left to know.
The dashboard’s green!
Let the banjo testify:
You can bury every signal,
But the signal doesn’t die.
[Outro - Instruments Drop]
The dashboard’s green.
[Spoken]
Must be a people problem.
Creative prompt
Adapted from creative direction supplied with the Suno source; shown separately from the performed lyrics. The ISO reference indicates inspiration, not conformity.
ISO 45003-inspired corporate-collapse bluegrass punk. A furious, funny workplace satire about motivational leadership replacing competent systems management: authority flows up, accountability flows down, technical warnings become attitude problems, overload becomes “ownership,” and institutional knowledge walks out the door while every KPI stays green. Deadpan, technically literate, blue-collar Northern Ontario energy. Attack systems, incentives and bureaucracy, not individuals. Male lead, female response, gang-shout chorus. Hard banjo warning riff, fiddle scrapes, driving mandolin/guitar, upright bass, metal breakdown, half-time stomp, huge harmony finale. The band plays it completely straight. Tell the story through meetings, dashboards, warnings and departing old hands. ISO language should be sparse and hit hard. Chorus: a safety committee discovered blast beats and audited management.