Sometimes the ungodly are rich, and the faithful poor are oppressed. When death stares you in the face, you don't have to be afraid, unless of course, you've trusted in your accomplishments rather than the living God.
All human distinctions disappear in the face of death.
Though the rich are now honoured, they will die just as the animals must die. You can't take any of it with you. Evil and good, rich and poor will all die, and their bodies will disintegrate in the grave. I have nothing.