Oh, my. I'll have to think.
I rode a train once with someone whose husband worked at Johnson and Johnson, in a smallish town. She was complaining to me that the company ran their whole lives: they had to live in a certain part of town in a house that was more expensive than those of the people under him, but less so than his bosses'. Buy a certain kind of car, clothes, etc. ditto. Presumably, if you got promoted, you traded everything in, leaving your former neighbors behind (which meant your wife had to leave her friends behind -- of course, the wife wasn't supposed to work!). If you didn't follow that pattern, everyone knew it. You were looked at funny, and might not get promoted.
That was decades ago -- I hope all that's changed.