Five Steps Ahead

He worked the night shift, eyes of fire. Buried dreams and growing iris.

Structure hid, his faith was dead. "Reapply," they coldly said.

A plan was born in midnight's gleam, to leak it all,

his twisted dream. But deep within the server's core, cybersecurity watched the door.

Oh-oh-oh-oh. He mapped his scheme by candle glow, old credentials,

paths below. A hidden drive, a silent code, he'd show the world what he

was owed. But planning's not a one-man game. The team had mapped the threat

by name. Their policies rehearsed and led. The breach was stopped before it