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Hash It Out · Track 15 of 20
The Ballad of Bobby the Kid
Jarrett Heintz · 2:50 · Released 28 September 2025
- SQL injection
- Secure development
- Hash It Out — the album
- Everything, A to Z
Lyrics
- From a small local school with some beige-colored halls,
- Came a kid with a name that would crash protocol.
- He was sharp with a script and a mischievous grin,
- Typed a line in a form — and the chaos begins.
- It read: Robert'); DROP TABLE Students;--
- And the whole system froze when his login was done.
- They looked at the logs and they whispered, “Oh no,”
- As the records all vanished in one fatal blow.
- And the backup was gone,
- And the network was fried,
- While the techs on call softly cried.
- And the code should have checked
- What the user had hid —
- But they trusted too much in the Kid.
- They brought in some experts with badges and suits,
- Who all blamed the devs for their poorly built roots.
- They talked sanitizing, they murmured in dread,
- As their queries returned all their columns as "dead."
- So let this be a tale for the coder to heed:
- Validate all your inputs with diligence, please.
- Or you might wake one day with your tables all bare,
- And the ghost of young Bobby still crashing somewhere.
- Now the forums still warn,
- And the devs still recall,
- How one line of code wrecked it all.
- So beware of the fields
- That accept what you did...
- And remember the tale of the Kid.