Is Life a Rat Race?

Life seems like a rat race,
No one questions why,
All we do is chase,
Mindlessly till our lives run dry,

And then everyone wonders why,
How could a person so young,
Just die?

we've got to live,
Not as a compulsion,
But for our passion,
For what keeps the fire burning,
And the mind running,

Life was never meant to be a race,
But just another phase
Of mortality,

But no one questions why,
All we do is chase,
To become the ace,
Till our lives run dry.