I think they're like mold or cancer cells, or even a fire. You can't decide to be a billionaire just like a plant species can't decide to grow in crack in the pavement. It's a system of interactions that decides that. Pure chance and a lot of failures that had as much right to succeed as any other.
Billionaires are byproducts of our system weaved into a physical human body. It has a human life to confuse you and camouflage what it really is. It has a human brain and human emotions to generate reasons why it deserves to exist. It looks and feels like a person.
Reminds me of mandrakes from Harry Potter. They scream like they're alive but they're just there to be harvested.
What about the homeless who are only allowed to buy / eat junk food? Shelters didn't let me have food or cook it. Grocery stores are hours away from the industrial park where homeless are put.
Edit: this assumes targets are able to choose good food but don't.
"Why don't you just go to the local park you silly peasant? Isn't it better than this parking lot?"
"The nearest park is 12 miles away and I have to take the bus, which takes nearly 2 hours."
"Well I banned hanging out in parking lots. It's not great you know."