I agree with Ryan, but to be a little more specific, the fifth little piggy was the one "who cried wee wee wee all the way home". This is a nursery rhyme that you say to very little children. You count the piggies on your fingers. My mother always used to run her fingers up under my armpit with the fifth little piggy, and tickle me until I squealed and wriggled away.
If you have ever heard a piglet, a baby pig, or "little piggy" who is very scared, they cry out, or squeal like a baby. This is the noise the fifth piggy is making in the nursery rhyme, crying out in a high voice "wee wee wee wee".
So to "run back to my office like the fifth little piggy" makes you imagine a little pig, or very young child, running home to safety, to mother, squealing with fright as they go.