How to Totally Compromise a Fortune 500
Company, continued...
To ensure future access, I planted some backdoors that ran
with names such as SCSI and SAN. Content with penetrating into
the DMZ, my next task was to attack the multi-homed WinNT 4 IIS
staging server. This would have to wait for later. You see, another
victim awaited me this day: a target that would make many of
my other hacks look miniscule in nature.
I made my way to the kitchen, flipped the power-switch on
the coffee maker, and headed for the shower. Having mercilessly
scoured my target's web site, marketing pamphlets, InterNIC information,
etc., I was armed with a list of names, phone numbers and ideal
cover stories. While showering I repeated out loud some basic
statements I was going to make today. I monitored my tone of
voice, remembering to smile, making sure my voice came across
confident and sure.
"Hi! You must be Jan, pleasure to meet you! I just got
off the phone with Jim in accounting who assured me you could
direct me to the executive VP wing", "Pleasure to finally
meet you! "I'm Rob Eldridge, the new Y2K Analyst."
"I've been doing some Y2K Audits over in San Francisco in
our branch office there. Looks like they finally broke down and
sent me to Vegas!".
Confident that my communication skills were steady and ready
to be tested I got out of the shower and picked out a nice pair
of black slacks, a black silk button up shirt and a Rush Limbaugh
Tie that just shouted "LOOK AT ME!" (Hmmm, this should
really make me stand out amongst all the black slacks, white
cotton shirts, and conservative ties, I thought. It's a funny
thing - dress a bit outrageously and they all think about the
tie, and miss the obvious…) I completed the outfit with
a nice set of Florshiem dress shoes, a close shave and some mild
cologne. On the drive to my target I continued to rehearse my
cover story.
Pulling into the parking lot I got out of my car and stepped
into the calm and collected persona I had generated for myself,
Rob Eldridge, Y2K Analyst. I did a brisk walk to catch up with
some employees wearing identification badges clipped to their
shirts. I quickly begin to make some small talk.
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