Zer0 D4y [DDoS Mix]

Another day, another loop, another dull routine,

Endless lines of CRUD apps and debugging broken dreams.

I sit and write this factory method, a cog in the machine,

But my heart’s with the hackers, where the real battles gleam.

The blue team calls me like a siren in the night,

Fighting off the red with every packet, every byte.

They guard the gates of systems, they shield the digital skies,

While I refactor functions that only automate lives.

Patch the code, deploy it fast, test the fields before they crash.

But oh, I crave a sharper clash,

A zero-day or a DDoS splash.

Let me join the fight, in the dark, where shadows meet the light.

I’d leave this boring syntax if I could defend what's right.

From phishing lures to ransomware wars,

I’d stop them at the doors.

Blue team, I’ll write my fate,

I’ll rewrite this path before it’s too late.

They say, "Secure your functions," and "sanitize the streams,"

But securing dreams feels distant when you're stuck in nested schemes.

I yearn for threat intelligence, SIEMs, and firewalls that stand tall,

To analyze the packet flow and block their protocol calls.

I’ve memorized the CVE, I’ve read the MITRE ATT&CK,

I dream of crafting honeypots to make the red team crack.

No more stale requirements or sprint plans from above,

I want a fight where skill is art, and passion feels like love.

Encrypt the logs, secure the keys, hunt intrusions in the seas.

I’ll trace a breach to its disease,

And bring attackers to their knees.

Let me join the fight, in the dark, where shadows meet the light.

I’d leave this boring syntax if I could defend what's right.

From phishing lures to ransomware wars,

I’d stop them at the doors.

Blue team, I’ll write my fate,

I’ll rewrite this path before it’s too late.

Imagine: I’m in the SOC, monitors aglow,

Scanning through anomalies, uncovering the foe.

A trace of C2 traffic, an IP out of place,

I’d quarantine their payload and close the hostile space.

No more CRUD apps, no more dull, monotonous chores,

I’d wield the tools of cyber war, defending data stores.

Reverse engineer their exploits, make their backdoors mine,

I’ll recompile my destiny; it’s time to cross the line.

Now I’m in the fight, in the dark, where shadows meet the light.

I’ve traded syntax for defense, and I know this path feels right.

From phishing lures to ransomware wars,

I guard the sacred doors.

Blue team, I’m at my post,

A programmer reborn, defending the host.

The days of mundane coding are behind me at last,

The red team’s lurking in the shadows, their tricks fading fast.

I’m here to stand for cyber peace, for the users, for the dream,

From coder to defender, I’m proud to guard this stream.