
WPA3-KCIA Radio · Single
Permissions Creep
Jarrett Heintz · 3:01
- Identity & Access
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Lyrics
- When you were hired, you were clean,
- Least privilege, tight routine.
- You had just the rights you’d need,
- Nothing more, no extra key.
- Now your folder access grows,
- HR, Finance, God knows…
- You click and smile,
- They never close those holes.
- But you’re special now,
- At least your role says so.
- You’re a permissions creep,
- You’re what risk can’t keep.
- What the hell are you doing here?
- You don’t belong here.
- You float through drives unseen,
- Legacy groups, ghosted teams.
- I-T shrugs, “We’ll clean that soon,”
- Audit looms under a waning moon.
- And you think you’re safe,
- ‘Cause the logs don’t show your face.
- You’re a permissions creep,
- Shadowed in the heap.
- Least privilege died last year,
- You don’t belong here.
- She runs a script to see who’s in the share,
- You hold your breath, pretend you’re unaware.
- Wish you were the user you used to be,
- Before AD lost your purity.
- You’re a permissions creep,
- A risk too deep.
- What the hell are you doing here?
- You don’t belong here…
- You don’t belong here.