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Little piece of plastic hanging by your name A photograph, a number, and a company chain You hold it to the reader like a hand against a flame One green light, and suddenly you’re not the same The hallway knows your clearance The elevator knows your floor Everybody sees you entering But no one knows what for You stand a little taller When the lock gives in Like access means you earned it Like the room proves who you’ve been Swipe your keycard Hear the doorway sing Feel that little green light Turn you into something Every room that lets you through Adds another mask to wear Is your keycard really you Or the person you become in there? Some doors open softly, some are guarded like a throne Some make you feel important just because you’re not alone You start mistaking privilege for something that you own Till the badge around your neck feels more like flesh and bone You learn the names of people Who can never reach your floor You smile like you remember What it felt like at the door You speak a little louder When your title’s in the room But power borrowed from a building Disappears when you leave too Swipe your keycard Hear the doorway sing Feel that little green light Turn you into something Every room that lets you through Adds another mask to wear Is your keycard really you Or the person you become in there? When the system goes down When the batteries die When the screen says DENIED 🚨 Who are you on the other side? When they take back the badge And erase your name Do you still feel chosen When no door knows you came? Swipe your keycard Watch the doorway choose But every lock that lets you in Gives you something else to lose You can own the highest clearance You can breathe the private air But is your keycard really you Or the person you pretend in there? A photograph, a number A title by your heart The door may know your access But it doesn’t know who you are.more