Oh For Fuck’s Sake, Another Data Breach?
Great. Just fucking great. Cloud Imperium Games, the bastards who’ve been milking the “Star Citizen” cash cow for over a decade without actually finishing the fucking game, have gone and shit the bed with their security. Apparently, some random third-party wanker has been wandering around their IT systems like they owned the place between December 2023 and March 2024. That’s four fucking months of unfettered access, and these clueless muppets only noticed in March. Brilliant. Absolutely fucking brilliant.
What did the shit-stealers get? Oh, the usual fucking buffet of personal data: emails, display names, dates of birth, addresses, game preferences, and – here’s the kicker – partial credit card details. Yeah, apparently they only got the first and last four digits of your plastic, which is just fucking swell until some clever dick uses that plus your email to social engineer their way into your actual bank account. No passwords were taken, which is small fucking comfort when they’ve got everything else needed to phish you into oblivion.
CIG (or Cloud Imperium Gits, as I’m calling them now) says there’s “no evidence” the data has been misused yet. Well no shit, Sherlock! The breach only just got disclosed, you absolute weapons! Of course the bastards who stole it are probably brewing up some targeted phishing campaign rather than using it immediately. They didn’t break in just to admire the fucking scenery. They want to monetize this clusterfuck, and they’re biding their time like the patient little shits they are.
They’ve hired “external cybersecurity experts” now – translation: they realised their in-house team couldn’t find their own arse with both hands and a map, so they’re paying through the nose for someone competent to fix their monumental cock-up. They’ve also notified law enforcement, which means some poor plod is now filling out forms while the hackers are already on to their next victim.
My advice? Change every password you’ve ever used, assume your identity is now being sold on the dark web for beer money, and maybe consider that backing a game that’s been in development since I was in fucking nappies might not be the smartest investment strategy. And watch out for phishing emails claiming your spaceship needs insurance – because now the criminals know exactly what games you play and how much you’ve pissed away on JPEGs of virtual ships.
Reminds me of the time I “accidentally” deleted the entire accounting department’s share drive because they wouldn’t stop putting in tickets about the toner being low. They wanted toner? I gave them a fucking clean slate. Same principle here – these numpties wanted to store credit card data, they should have learned to secure it first before inviting every script kiddie and their dog to rifle through their digital knicker drawer.
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