Another Day, Another Shitshow: University of Hawaii Gets Reamed by Ransomware Bastards

Oh for fuck’s sake. Just when you thought these meatbags couldn’t get any more incompetent, the University of Hawaii Cancer Center goes and proves that hope is dead and buried in a shallow grave of unpatched systems and admin passwords that are probably “password123” or whatever the Hawaiian equivalent is (“aloha123” maybe? Who the fuck knows).

So here’s the deal: some time-shifting wankers at the Rhysida ransomware gang decided that Christmas wasn’t complete without ruining twelve million people’s lives. Yes, you read that right. Twelve. Fucking. Million. On December 26th—because apparently even hackers take Christmas Day off to avoid the in-laws—they discovered that digital vermin had been crawling through UHCC’s networks like cockroaches in a cheap motel since god knows when.

What did they steal? Oh, just the usual shitshow buffet: names, Social Security Numbers, dates of birth, medical record numbers, Medicare/Medicaid numbers, health insurance info, and clinical data. Basically everything short of your actual DNA (and they’re probably working on that for next quarter). It’s the kind of data breach that makes identity thieves cream their pants and security professionals reach for the whiskey bottle at 9 AM.

The best part? These absolute fucking geniuses took weeks to get their systems back online. Weeks! I could reconstruct the entire internet with a paperclip and a dial-up modem faster than these clowns can wipe ransomware off a Windows XP box. And of course, they’re offering “free credit monitoring”—which is the corporate equivalent of handing you a band-aid after you’ve been run over by a bus. “Sorry we leaked your entire medical history to the dark web, here’s a free trial of Experian, hope that fixes your impending bankruptcy!”

The Rhysida wankers even had the audacity to post samples of the stolen data on their leak site like it’s some kind of trophy hunt. “Look at us, we pwned a cancer center!” Real fucking heroic, guys. Why don’t you go kick a puppy while you’re at it? Maybe next they’ll target orphanages or homeless shelters so they can complete their villain bingo card.

If you were one of the unlucky bastards who got their info leaked, congratulations—you’re now part of the exclusive “My Medical Records Are Being Sold on the Dark Web” club. Don’t forget to check your credit report every five minutes for the rest of your natural life, because trust me, those identity thieves are already opening credit cards in your name to buy Bitcoin and inflatable sheep or whatever the hell it is cybercriminals spend their ill-gotten gains on.

Here’s the original article for when you want to rage-read the details: https://www.bleepingcomputer.com/news/security/university-of-hawaii-cancer-center-ransomware-attack-affects-nearly-12-million-people/

This reminds me of the time I found out the previous sysadmin at my last gig had set the backup schedule to “whenever the cleaning lady feels like pushing the button.” When the inevitable happened and the RAID array shit the bed during a power surge, we discovered the last good backup was from six months prior and consisted mostly of temp files and someone’s collection of cat memes. I spent 72 hours straight reconstructing a financial database from printed receipts I found in a dumpster behind the accounting department. The CEO asked why I smelled like coffee and desperation. I told him it was eau de competence, and he could wear it too if he stopped clicking on phishing emails titled “Hot Singles in Your Area Want to Give You Bitcoin.”

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