Cyber Security Poetry
Tokens of Distrust
It was on a starless March night,
The spear phishers went out for bite.
Through a zero day vulnerability,
They breached RSA’s network security.
A Trojan attached to an email transmission,
Gave the attackers remote access permission.
Deep into the corporate systems they dove,
Collecting the SecureID key seeds treasure trove.
The theft effected over forty million tokens,
Transparency failed and trust was broken.
A few weeks followed and on a moonless May night,
The spear fishers returned with a renewed appetite.
Over the internet via secure VPN and a forged key,
They breached Lockheed’s defenses and Pwned ’their IP.
Ties That Bind
Identity, how do I bind thee to an object? Let me recount the days.
In the days of Spring, by a secret.
In the days of Summer, by a token.
In the days of Fall, by who you are.
In the days of Winter, by seasons’ past and where you’ve been.
A little shiftless man named Phil,
got a CISO gig through a shady deal.
Clueless about APT threats,
He managed upwards like a rat.
Pen tests and audits took a back seat,
To what the cafeteria was serving to eat.
When the company was finally breached by a hack,
He said “C’est la vie! The insurance will cover our back.”
IP traffic flood,
Malignant packets rush-in,
Snort calmly says: “Halt!”