Hacked

One by one, my friends' accounts
Have all been getting hacked.
Likely there will come a time
I, too, will be attacked.

Where are all the rocks from which
These evil hackers crawled
To seek some suckers unaware
That they were being trawled?

With all this new technology
There's room for lots more scams
And unsuspecting souls get caught
In complicated jams.

I miss the good old days when crime
Was much more in your face
Than nowadays when scammers strike
But they don't leave a trace.