A self-updating tool has a chicken-and-egg problem baked into it. The thing doing the updating is the thing being updated, so when it reaches out and pulls down a newer version of itself, it’s the one that has to decide …
I read the news about the National Vulnerability Database over a coffee that went cold while I sat there muttering at my phone. The short version: the NVD, the free public catalogue that quietly props up half the …
A while back I wrote about hardening the account that would hold the signing key, and one line in it has aged badly. “GuardDuty is already looking,” I wrote: the account watched from day one, threat detection on before …
Pick a week in May 2026 and there’s a supply-chain attack in it. On the 11th someone owned TanStack’s CI and pushed 84 poisoned package versions in six minutes. On the 14th, three malicious versions of node-ipc, a …
In January, Daniel Stenberg shut down curl’s bug bounty. The headlines wrote themselves, and they all said the same thing: AI killed it. A flood of machine-generated slop drowned the maintainers, so they pulled the plug. …
Turning on GuardDuty and Security Hub gives you threat detection. It also gives you a firehose. And an alert system that dutifully forwards everything in that firehose isn’t monitoring, it’s a very efficient way of …
Bootstrapping the account got it ready: somewhere to store state, an identity to deploy as, enough for the next tofu apply to run. Ready is not the same as safe. An account with no audit trail, nothing watching it, and …
A long-lived AWS access key, sitting in a CI system, is just about the single credential I’d most like to be rid of. It’s powerful, it never expires unless someone remembers to rotate it (nobody remembers to rotate it), …
A while ago I worked out where a CLI should keep your API key: env var, OS keychain, or, grudgingly, a literal in the config file. That answers where the secret lives. It says nothing about what happens to it once it’s …
The first time I pointed aws-nuke at a real account, the dry-run printed hundreds of lines of angry red text and my stomach dropped. Then I read it properly, and two things turned out to be true at once. Almost all of …
