Passwords, PINS and Security

It started with a government form

Where were you born, what was mother’s maiden name?

Then it became something of the norm

 

Security questions, passwords, and 4-digit PIN

All to protect us, and surely irritate us

When we cannot remember or find it again

 

The phone now incredibly knows my thumb

Then not always, so it demands 6-digit PIN

Makes blood boil at times and head numb

 

The newest phone now reads my face

But it doesn’t work if I wear glasses

Or it’s night, or simply a dark place

 

So how am I supposed to remember first pet

Or grade school name and spelling

And where born, I wasn’t quite conscious yet

 

Do they mean the hospital of birth?

Or where mom and dad lived?

I wonder if close enough if I say Earth?

 

So, I get a password I can remember

But it needs special characters, number, 8 or more

Of course, it’s only good till November

 

It’s all security, every website needs one

Sometimes it seems all too much

But then there’s more of this memory fun

 

Two level authentication, password, and text

A code to ensure, what? I have my phone with me

Can’t imagine what they’ll come up with next

 

Soon appliances will need a password or voice

Recognition to ensure its me

Turning on the dishwasher as if that’s my choice

 

Thieves and crooks now don’t just guess

They go thru back doors to steal it anyway

Making everything an identity bloody mess

 

Enslaved to passwords, questions and PIN

And voice, and face, and thumbs, and

All the things I’ll forget about once again