Greedy, like you've never imagined (a very short story)

I've never been so fond of greedy creatures. Like the very bitter, beautiful, and powerful stepmother of Cinderella, or the freak witch suitor of Snow White, or even the dark lord of magic, Voldemort.
They're all have in common, they are all greedy, selfish, insecure, and still in existence. Wait, did I just say, "Still in existence"?
Ok, let me tell you a story, a story of greediness and selfishness. A story on how these people kill themselves little by little. How they'll stop this and prevail greediness?
Do you think these kind of people deserve to live and multiply?