Centuries ago, a colonial government tried to solve its cobra problem by paying a bounty for dead snakes - so people started breeding cobras to cash in, and when the bounty ended they set the snakes loose, leaving the city worse off than before. Breed You A Snake tells that old fable and then tells it again, almost note for note, in the present day: a company puts up a leaderboard rewarding AI usage, developers burn through the budget gaming the metric, and the numbers look spectacular while nothing real gets done. It is a song about perverse incentives - the iron law that the moment you reward a measure instead of the thing itself, people will hand you exactly what you asked for and nothing you actually wanted. Pay a bounty for the body, and they will breed you a snake.
Lyrics
Long ago in an old empire town
Too many cobras slithering 'round
So the governor stood and made it plain"A coin for every dead snake you can claim"
Well the people got clever, the people got slick
Started breeding the snakes to cash in quick
Then they killed the bounty, and quick as a wink
They freed all the snakes - left the town on the brink
You get what you pay for
Not the thing you meant
Aim it at the number
Watch the whole thing bend
It's the cobra effect
The bounty's on the kill
So they breed 'em even faster
Than you ever could bill
You wanted fewer snakes, friend
But here's the trade you make
Pay good money for the body
And they'll breed you a snake
(The cobra effect)
Now the boss wants the future, wants it fast
Threw a leaderboard up on the glass"Most AI used is the name of the game
Top of the board, we'll carve in your name"
Well the devs got clever, the devs got slick
Burned a million tokens just to pad the tick
Then the budget caught fire, and quick as a wink
Top of the board - but the ship's gonna sink
You get what you pay for
Not the thing you meant
Aim it at the number
Watch the whole thing bend
It's the cobra effect
The bounty's on the kill
So they breed 'em even faster
Than you ever could bill
You wanted fewer snakes, friend
But here's the trade you make
Pay good money for the body
And they'll breed you a snake
(The cobra effect)
When a measure turns into a target
It stops telling you the truth
You point a prize at a shadow
You get a room full of proof
That whatever you reward, you'll get
So you better want the thing
'Cause they're not chasing the mission
They're chasing the ring
It's the cobra effect
The bounty's on the kill
So they breed 'em even faster
Than you ever could bill
You wanted fewer snakes, friend
But here's the trade you make
Pay good money for the body
And they'll breed you a snake
The cobra effect
The cobra effect
..and they'll breed you a snake.