Come fork bombs, and fall on Slough It isn't fit for servers now No disk space I hear you howl rm minus rf
Come fork bombs and crash the machines Those air-conditioned, Windows XPs Dell Racks, Dell Blades, Dell Screens Dell Minds, Dell Invoices
Mess up the cables, make sysads frown Bring the hypervisors down In update patches you will drown for twenty years
And get that man wearing linen Who fails to manage, to his chagrin Who washes his repulsive skin in sysad's tears
And smash his Apple powerbook His office 365 is broke His leadership is a total joke Then make him yell
But spare the poor young programmer lad They write the Java, help the sysad. It's not their fault they're going mad they've tasted hell
It's not their fault they do not know of open source, and github.io its not their fault they often go to startups
And talk of clouds and coder rockstars in various bogus hipster bars and daren't install the latest jars just copy paste
In HPC you must take care science depends on coding flare this skill, it seems is rare in academia
Come fork bombs, and fall on Slough Moving a cluster is most foul The EC3 is coming now ITS breathes