
WPA3-KCIA Radio · Single
Whispers Through the Wires
Jarrett Heintz · 2:12
- Cryptography
- Build It Right
- Everything, A to Z
- Crypto Corner
Lyrics
- Back in Rome with See-zur bold,
- He shifted letters (three, all told).
- “Et too?” he said with a little smirk,
- “Try to read this—it’s my line of work.”
- Then Sparta wrapped their secret prayers
- On sticks in cloaks and layered lairs—
- A Sky-tail, y’all—not a scarf!
- Lose the rod? It’s crypto barf.
- Al-Kin-dee cracked your letter flow,
- Counted vowels and said “Let’s go!”
- With math so slick and lines so tight,
- Your ancient secrets lost the fight.
- Meanwhile monks by candle flame,
- Wrote in code but played no game.
- Wax seals melted, scripts got wrecked,
- “Who sent this?” “Uhh… it’s magic, I expect.”
- The Eh-nig-mah spun like gears on fire,
- With every click the stakes rose higher.
- But Turing built a Bombe (don’t scream),
- And cracked the code like a laser beam.
- Those rotors turned like fate’s roulette,
- Each day the settings changed—and yet,
- With logic, math, and code so clean,
- He helped the allies change the scene.
- Sha-nuhn grabbed a chalkboard stick,
- “En-tro-pee,” he said, “is slick!”
- Confuse, diffuse, encrypt with flair,
- Just don’t repeat—attackers stare.
- Kirk-offs taught, “The key’s the thing!
- Don’t hide your system—let it sing!”
- If secrets leak but keys stay tight,
- Your crypto still puts up a fight.
- Eee-nee-ack clicked through the night,
- A mountain made of vacuum light.
- Then came D-E-S, secure (at first),
- 'Til brute force made it fit to burst.
- A-E-S took up the crown,
- With Rine-doll rounds that broke it down.
- S-box swaps and byte parade—
- Still uncracked to this day (well played).
- Now cue-bits flip in spooky haze,
- Like Schrödinger’s weird double-phase.
- One look and boom—your math is toast,
- Quantum code-breakers love to boast.
- So post-quantum’s our next best shot,
- To save our keys from going splat.
- And if they don’t? Well, here's the plan:
- Back to See-zur... and his backup clan.
- Hash it, salt it, stretch that key,
- Use R-S-A and A-P-I.
- Dif-fee and Hell-muhn shook the globe,
- And now you sign your wardrobe robe. ?
- So whisper low through wires and waves,
- Where ciphers guard the data slaves.
- From See-zur’s twist to quantum fright,
- We scramble truth to guard the light.
- Now pass the key, encrypt the snack—
- The future’s weird... and crypto’s back!