>The employee pulled out this comically thick three ring binder, flipped to the page for my state, and had to read through a list of compiled identifying factors for a legitimate ID from my state.

This is literally the core gameplay of Papers, Please, a game designed to make you feel bad. (A great game, I hasten to add, and surprisingly enjoyable -- though allowing yourself to enjoy it means turning off empathy more consciously than in anything I've played before.)