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?
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.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Life in the Mobile World Haiku
My entries to this Haiku contest:
http://www.educause.edu/Mobile+Sprint/MobileComputingA5DaySprint/Contests/227381
Losing your cell phone
Is worse than losing your keys.
My thumbs get so bored.
Any time or place
The world at our fingertips.
Data on the wind.
Message sent through air,
Dodging wind and rain and snow.
"Remember the milk."
"Secure mobile phone".
Truly an oxymoron
Like "gentle winter".
http://www.educause.edu/Mobile+Sprint/MobileComputingA5DaySprint/Contests/227381
Losing your cell phone
Is worse than losing your keys.
My thumbs get so bored.
Any time or place
The world at our fingertips.
Data on the wind.
Message sent through air,
Dodging wind and rain and snow.
"Remember the milk."
"Secure mobile phone".
Truly an oxymoron
Like "gentle winter".
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
InfoSec Haiku
Data breach occurred
Like wind through a closed screen door.
Notification.
Birds softly singing
Sad songs of un-patched systems.
SysComps like leaf buds.
Summer rains come hard
Like spam through email servers.
An endless torrent.
Like wind through a closed screen door.
Notification.
Birds softly singing
Sad songs of un-patched systems.
SysComps like leaf buds.
Summer rains come hard
Like spam through email servers.
An endless torrent.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Oh, CAPTN, My CAPTN
I am pursuing a CAPTN certification. Part of the certification process is to compose a poem literary essay or fictional short story on the topic of APT. This is my composition.
Beware, my dear friends, of the A-P-T,
A threat so insidious it will make you flee!
It is here for your data and will use it for sin!
It is here to hack you and steal all your women!
A-P-T does descend from the Axis of Evil.
It attacks your resources like cotton, the weevil.
Through intrusion detection and strong firewalls
Like a venereal infection to a young man's... pride!
A-P-T's gonna get you, it's the new Boogie Man.
A-P-T's gonna own you, get out while you can!
Beware, my dear friends, of the A-P-T,
A threat so insidious it will make you flee!
It is here for your data and will use it for sin!
It is here to hack you and steal all your women!
A-P-T does descend from the Axis of Evil.
It attacks your resources like cotton, the weevil.
Through intrusion detection and strong firewalls
Like a venereal infection to a young man's... pride!
A-P-T's gonna get you, it's the new Boogie Man.
A-P-T's gonna own you, get out while you can!
WesBot's Hat
This is the story of Wes' Hat
It's hip head gear, knows where it's at.
It's been on statues, it's gone sight-seeing
The hat's attended the Member Meeting.
Wes' Hat is loved by all.
You'll find it happily on top a wall.
The hat may come, the hat may go.
The hat may visit the Alamo!
But Hat and Wes can never part.
Hat loves Wes with all its heart.
Hat may travel, hat may roam,
But Hat will always come back home.
It's hip head gear, knows where it's at.
It's been on statues, it's gone sight-seeing
The hat's attended the Member Meeting.
Wes' Hat is loved by all.
You'll find it happily on top a wall.
The hat may come, the hat may go.
The hat may visit the Alamo!
But Hat and Wes can never part.
Hat loves Wes with all its heart.
Hat may travel, hat may roam,
But Hat will always come back home.
WesBot Rap
I'm MC Wes/I'm here to say/Get you some SES/It's here to stay.
Don't you know/punks be playin'?/You think your BRO/Knows what they sayin'?
SESbot knows/what you needs/SESbot grows/with all my feeds.
I got your logs/your spam email/When your IDS bogs/SES won't be fail.
You might think your know the score
What you might know makes my SES snore.
My Powerpoint might be a bore.
But SES will kick hackers out your door.
I'm MC Wes/Hacker über leet/I gave us SES/Don't drop the beat!
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