In a world where everyone wants to be swept off their feet,

You’re boldly carrying a mop.

Don’t let them take it from you,

It’s yours and yours alone.

When everyone else is holding a broom you’ll be different,

Own that, control it, be proud of it and celebrate it.

Speak out and do it loudly,

Stand up and reach those at the back of the room,

Make them listen.

This is yours, and it’s not going anywhere.

Sure they’ll handle the dust and dirt,

You’ll handle the rest.