Jack and the GreenField

Jack takes his idea cash-cow to the market, and investors trade him some magic shares. In the night the shares grow to reach the Cloud, where sees the Tech Giants jealously guarding their Goose Eggs from prying eyes.

He hatches a plot to steal the power to lay money by stealing the Magic Gart(ner); which can sing its own praises and tell only half-truths. But just as he commit(1)s he hears the dreadful call.

"Fees, Fines, Feds, Funds; I smell the blood of an investment..."

Does Jack leg it?

Of course not. He becomes another tiny mouse, living off a giant's scraps and singing the praises of smart investment and hard work.