Does this qualify? It was sad when that great ship went down...

Rearranging Deck Chairs
Words © 2021 Holly
Tune: The Handsome Cabin Boy

The crew are winching lifeboats down into the freezing sea
The band is on the boat deck playing Nearer My God To Thee
I’m in charge of maintenance and cleaning and repairs,
The Captain yells, “Go up on deck and rearrange the chairs.”

A thousand squealing Norway rats are leaping off the side
But I’m not going to follow them, a workman has his pride.
The jewel-bedazzled heiresses and self-made millionaires
Are crowding into lifeboats as I rearrange the chairs.

They’ve locked the doors to steerage so the poor folk can’t get out
“There isn’t room for all of you,” I heard the Captain shout.
The Irish and Italian are all kneeling, saying prayers
While up here on the quarterdeck I’m rearranging chairs.