15K Per Head
[Intro] We used to count the things we made, the bugs we fixed, the bills we paid. Now every chart is burning red: "Fifteen K? That's per head." [Verse 1] The CEO came down the hall, with one new metric for us all. "No idle minds, no wasted thread, I want fifteen K per head." "Prompt it twice, then prompt again, let agents argue, ten by ten. If output stalls, increase the spread. More context means we're moving ahead." We used to ship when work was done, now burn-rate is the way we've won. The dashboard glows, the numbers climb, we call consumption "saving time." [Pre-Chorus] If the meter isn't moving, then apparently we're losing. If the invoice isn't growing, how can anybody know we're going? [Chorus] Burn it down, burn it bright, feed the model day and night. More in yellow, more in red, fifteen thousand per head. Burn it fast, burn it clean, make the usage graph obscene. If the budget isn't dead, we're not AI-native yet. [Verse 2] One prompt became a chain of eight, then eight became an agent state. A planner plans what builders build, while critics check what agents spilled. A bot reviews another bot, that asks a bot what we forgot. The whole repo gets reread, because context must be fed. "Why write code when we can ask?" "Why do one thing per simple task?" "Why spend minutes using brains, when we can spend on token chains?" The CFO looks pale instead. The CEO just shakes his head: "That burn is proof that we're ahead. Raise the target. Double spend." [Pre-Chorus] If the meter isn't moving, then apparently we're losing. If the invoice isn't growing, we must not be innovating. [Chorus] Burn it down, burn it bright, feed the model day and night. More in yellow, more in red, fifteen thousand per head. Burn it fast, burn it clean, make the usage graph obscene. If the budget isn't dead, we're not AI-native yet. [Post-Chorus] "Unused tokens, unused power." "Scale adoption every hour." "Spend is culture." "Spend is speed." "Burn is proof of what we need." [Verse 3] I used to know the code I wrote, each little fix, each careful note. I knew the reason, knew the thread, knew what lived inside my head. Now I ask what I should ask, then ask it how to frame the task. Then ask a second model why the first one's answer might be shy. I spend to prove that I can save. I prompt to prove that I am brave. I burn to prove I still belong. The chart goes up. So I can't be wrong. [Bridge] I used to measure what I made, not how much compute I could trade. I used to know when work was good, because I understood. Now every month begins again, with higher goals and bigger spend. And somewhere underneath the trend, I can't remember what we meant. Was this meant to set us free? Make more room for you and me? Or did we turn the fire instead into a quota per head? [Break] "Fifteen K is not a lot." [pause] "Per company?" "No." [pause] "Per person." [Final Chorus] Burn it down, burn it bright, feed the model day and night. More in yellow, more in red, fifteen thousand per head. Burn it fast, burn it clean, make the usage graph obscene. Every month we raise the spread: twenty, fifty, hundred K per head. Burn the hours, burn the plan, burn whatever tokens can. And when somebody asks instead: "What did all that spending get?" [Drop] We point proudly at the graph. [Outro] We used to count the things we made. Now we count the things we burned.
15K Per Head
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[Intro] We used to count the things we made, the bugs we fixed, the bills we paid. Now every chart is burning red: "Fifteen K? That's per head." [Verse 1] The CEO came down the hall, with one new metric for us all. "No idle minds, no wasted thread, I want fifteen K per head." "Prompt it twice, then prompt again, let agents argue, ten by ten. If output stalls, increase the spread. More context means we're moving ahead." We used to ship when work was done, now burn-rate is the way we've won. The dashboard glows, the numbers climb, we call consumption "saving time." [Pre-Chorus] If the meter isn't moving, then apparently we're losing. If the invoice isn't growing, how can anybody know we're going? [Chorus] Burn it down, burn it bright, feed the model day and night. More in yellow, more in red, fifteen thousand per head. Burn it fast, burn it clean, make the usage graph obscene. If the budget isn't dead, we're not AI-native yet. [Verse 2] One prompt became a chain of eight, then eight became an agent state. A planner plans what builders build, while critics check what agents spilled. A bot reviews another bot, that asks a bot what we forgot. The whole repo gets reread, because context must be fed. "Why write code when we can ask?" "Why do one thing per simple task?" "Why spend minutes using brains, when we can spend on token chains?" The CFO looks pale instead. The CEO just shakes his head: "That burn is proof that we're ahead. Raise the target. Double spend." [Pre-Chorus] If the meter isn't moving, then apparently we're losing. If the invoice isn't growing, we must not be innovating. [Chorus] Burn it down, burn it bright, feed the model day and night. More in yellow, more in red, fifteen thousand per head. Burn it fast, burn it clean, make the usage graph obscene. If the budget isn't dead, we're not AI-native yet. [Post-Chorus] "Unused tokens, unused power." "Scale adoption every hour." "Spend is culture." "Spend is speed." "Burn is proof of what we need." [Verse 3] I used to know the code I wrote, each little fix, each careful note. I knew the reason, knew the thread, knew what lived inside my head. Now I ask what I should ask, then ask it how to frame the task. Then ask a second model why the first one's answer might be shy. I spend to prove that I can save. I prompt to prove that I am brave. I burn to prove I still belong. The chart goes up. So I can't be wrong. [Bridge] I used to measure what I made, not how much compute I could trade. I used to know when work was good, because I understood. Now every month begins again, with higher goals and bigger spend. And somewhere underneath the trend, I can't remember what we meant. Was this meant to set us free? Make more room for you and me? Or did we turn the fire instead into a quota per head? [Break] "Fifteen K is not a lot." [pause] "Per company?" "No." [pause] "Per person." [Final Chorus] Burn it down, burn it bright, feed the model day and night. More in yellow, more in red, fifteen thousand per head. Burn it fast, burn it clean, make the usage graph obscene. Every month we raise the spread: twenty, fifty, hundred K per head. Burn the hours, burn the plan, burn whatever tokens can. And when somebody asks instead: "What did all that spending get?" [Drop] We point proudly at the graph. [Outro] We used to count the things we made. Now we count the things we burned.
