Considering the recent news of the Cloud-based password storage site LastPass getting hacked this week, the idea of storing one's passwords in the Cloud becomes more obviously a bad one. Inspired by some conversation about it, I offer a haiku.
One should consider
Do the clouds high in the sky
Have all my passwords?
Should the cold rain fall
Will all of my credentials
Shower down to Earth?
If they did scatter
From the storm's harsh, brutal gale,
Who would become me?
Adversity can inspire creativity. It can also inspire insanity. Somewhere in between, we sing of the world electric. Data flows, laws are created and bypassed, privacy is threatened, Bad Guys drink their Red Bull, and the lowly information security professionals of the world stand a vigilant watch. Infosec workers huddle together against the storm, the small campfire of hope burning by our feet. On the coldest nights, stories are told, songs are sung, and coffee is consumed.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Victory!
I won the aforementioned haiku contest with this haiku:
Losing your cell phone
Is worse than losing your keys
My thumbs get so bored
Another step toward being the poet laureate of the higher ed infosec community.
Losing your cell phone
Is worse than losing your keys
My thumbs get so bored
Another step toward being the poet laureate of the higher ed infosec community.
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