‘Twas the night before Christmas,
When all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring,
Except me and my optical mouse.
All the children are snuggled away in their nests,
But Santa’s not coming this year, I’ve poisoned DNS.
Yeah, normally he travels without worry or doubt,
But little did he know, I was running fragroute.
So, he hops down the chimney to deliver his gifts,
And I intercepted his traffic, not a packet I missed.
Well, he thought the Christmas tree was the delivery spot,
But he had actually logged into my honeypot.
Yeah, Johnny will wake up with excitement and glee,
And he’ll find that all his presents are belong to me.
Well next time, St. Nick, you think you got the right IP,
Make sure to nslookup, make sure it’s not me.
So, to all black hatters and hackers of white,
Merry ChristmaHanuKwanzaa and to all a good night.
Shout-out to Harrison Holland, formerly of Hak5.