On The Wire, I Can SeeOn the wire, I can see
Traffic not destined for me.
In the air, sans SSL,
I enjoy your little show and tell.
In the middle of your session,
I sniff the bits of your connection.
On my screen I see your porn
And private conversations borne
On wings of packets insecure,
While on your end you are so sure,
In ignorance of my leet skills,
While you bank and pay your bills.
With greedy eyes I thank you for
The warning boxes that you ignore.
Until you get all VPNed,
I'll see the stuff you get and send.