Circle the wagons
A buzzword redolent of the good old days of the Wild West where life was a frontier, men were real men and lampposts were nervous etc.
These days the only thing that you’ll circle is the ring of escalatees to which you will reach around to diffuse responsibility for a hard or confusing decision, responsibility for which will quickly resolve back to you courtesy of the equal and opposite centripetal force of delegation.
It is so dispiriting that you will eventually find yourself around a camp-fire singing the middle management blues.