[Verse 1] Under the city lights, a rhythm plays, A symphony of life in urban maze. Management's dance, a silent ballet, Where every move is a step to a greater stage. [Chorus] Moob's theme of management, a tale so grand, A story of control, in a city's demanding hand. [Verse 2] Decisions made, like chess on a board, Strategies that weave through the urban cord. Each move a poem, in the language of power, A silent verse, in the city's grand hour. [Chorus] Moob's theme of management, a dance of the mind, A ballet of thought, in the city's designed. [Bridge] Amidst the concrete, where dreams take flight, A vision unfolds, in the night's soft light. [Chorus] Moob's theme of management, a song of the street, A melody of life, in the city's beat. [Outro] As the day fades, and the night takes hold, The city's pulse, in a rhythm untold. [End]