When our sons were young, we took them to a petting zoo. While Jimmy and Jared were playing with the animals, I put a coin in one of the vending machines containing animal food.
No sooner had the grain started falling into my hand than I felt myself being jarred by one of the rams. I tried pushing him away. I tried moving away from him. Still, he stalked me. He wanted the food.
I suggested to one of the handlers that perhaps they were underfeeding the animals.
His response was classic. "Look at them," he said. "Do they look undernourished? They are fat! They are not hungry. They are greedy."
Reminds me of a lot of people I know.