כִּ֤י ׀ לֹא־יָדַ֣ע שָׁלֵ֣ו בְּבִטְנ֑וֹ בַּ֝חֲמוּד֗וֹ לֹ֣א יְמַלֵּֽט׃
Because he knew no quietness within him, In his greed he suffered nought to escape,
Rashi on Job
For he did not know [He] never [knew] his stomach to be at rest. His stomach always says to him, “Rob and bring [food] to fill me up.” Therefore... with his beauty With the flesh of his coveted beauty.
Rashi on Job
he will not save anything because it will continuously diminish. Similar to this is (Ps. 39: 11): “You make his beauty melt away like a moth.”