Degrees of Excellence

Once upon a time someone without a clue, I don't know who, Don't think it was you, Came up with an idea out of the blue. A degree for everyone was the cry, So, they can have a better view of the sky, And a bigger piece of the pie, Before they die. Even those who should have had a clue, Admittedly only a few, Thought what harm, could it do, If the word was true, And the setup costs few. Now thanks to someone without a clue, I don't know who, We are all in a stew, As we try to make do, To pay off loans now due, To those who knew, That degrees were only of value to a few. A sad tale indeed, That did nothing for those in need, And everything for short term greed. Is there any hope for a better view of the sky? For those who aren't shy, About asking why. The answer to that lies with those who employ, That treated every worker like a toy, To rethink that ploy. And their resources better deploy, If increased production, they plan to enjoy. There is still one question that remains, From which I will not refrain, Do I need a degree if it starts to rain? The only answer I can come up with, Is, I no longer have a clue, Except how long it will take me to save up for an umbrella, May help me decide what to do.