Twas the night before the breach, when all through the place
Not an alarm was ringing, nor even a trace
That data was being pilfered, with the greatest of care
In hopes that its access would none make aware
 
The employees were off early, out for the day
Some to go shopping and others to play
Leaving the office empty, ÔÇÿcept for one man
Filling a thumb drive as fast as he can
 
The passwords he had, some from Susan, others Paul
One under the keyboard, another on the wall
So he gleefully posed as his oblivious colleagues
Obtaining the data while humming a melody
 
Till leaving the office, no clue he neglect
To remove with him lest someone start to suspect
Ill intentions from such an employee as he
Whose reputation was spotless as spotless could be
 
The holiday proceeded much as expected
Families gathered, read stories and collected
The gifts they desired but hardly touched after
Great feasts were consumed, songs sung with laughter
 
But one of them partook in much more than cheer
Anonymously he sold them, stolen secrets most dear
Highest bidder to win, take all you can handle
Spreadsheets, memos, personal and financial
 
Returning to work, the breach first went undetected
Till profits sagged much lower than projected
Our secrets were stolen, they cried in shock
Our competitors have knowledge of things they ought not