Not quite ready for Disney, a dream

From a dream I had this morning just before waking:

Scene: subterranean cavern, shadow of a human form
“Some people call me some really bad names. They accuse me of committing awful crimes.”
The shadows pull back, revealing a man with a knife cutting into a slab of meat.
“Others look at me as a hero, a sort of Robin Hood, stealing from the rich and giving to the poor.”
He cuts off a chunk of meat and feeds it to a gathering swarm of rats.
“These poor rats see it that way. And I know this BP executive probably feels like I stole something from him.”
Scene zooms out to show the man leaning over a human form and cutting chunks off of it.

No one ever accused me of having the most Disney friendly dreams but that one even shocked me a little.