Open wifi got me feeling like a tactician

Traffic silent disappear, like a magician

Want to make that money flip, Like an acrobat

Keys to the kingdom, stolen by a fucking rat

Ghost money, make enough and you don't have to brag

Proxy chains overlay increasing my lag

Post exploit discovery, lewis and clark

Root shells gas me up, increase the spark

Listing credentials, Like an interview section

Looking for keys, but the docs are incidental

Increase the jitter, video lag draws attention

Beacon live, But I doubt there is any detection

Scan the lan for devices, make them say hello

Admin admin on a router, sweet as jello

Enable telnet and login, or backdoor the firmware

Ghost in the shell, you better be aware

Like an outbound connection, She never listen

Renditions of a mission, my code ammunition

For the lolz, or the money as is the tradition

Heartbeat on a beacon, is a critical condition

Race to the bank, Tiebreakers get to restart

No computer science here, what I do is straight art

From the heart, my compassion when I attack

Domain fronting, but i'm sitting in the back

Tell me secrets that you wish me, to never tell

Real threats aren't said, Why you gotta yell?

All caps, like a broken keyboard

Watering holes got them throwing money at a wishing well

AV vendors gotta feel stupendous

Why would my payloads have a signature, They custom made

Loaders mix and match, gotta guess the right shell

The wrong Excel doc, could land you in a cell

Innocence in a guilty land full of sin

Broken windows in a home, how you gonna win?

Greedy money is inflated at a cost to play

The hats getting dirty, white is just a shade of gray

A gun is a gun, a payload runs as it belongs

Userland or kernel, when the memory loads

Signed binaries, why would I autograph that?

User double clicks on allow, we are back on road