שָׂרֶ֣יהָ בְקִרְבָּ֔הּ אֲרָי֖וֹת שֹֽׁאֲגִ֑ים שֹׁפְטֶ֙יהָ֙ זְאֵ֣בֵי עֶ֔רֶב לֹ֥א גָרְמ֖וּ לַבֹּֽקֶר׃
Her princes in the midst of her are roaring lions; Her judges are wolves of the desert, They leave not a bone for the morrow.
Rashi on Zephaniah
wolves of the evening who hasten to devour their prey at night.
Rashi on Zephaniah
They did not leave over the bones for morning They did not leave over even the bones to gnaw in the morning.