Answer:
I can be driven but have no wheels. I can be sliced but still remains whole
I shave several times a day, yet I still have a beard. What am I?
I cannot be burned in fire or drowned in water
With pointed fangs I sit and wait; with piercing force I crunch out fate; grabbing victims, proclaiming might; physically joining with a single bite. What am I?
I have hands but cannot clap
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.