Where database blog posts get flame-broiled to perfection
Ah, yes, 2025, the âyear of the agent.â For us in the security world, it was the year of the unauthenticated, over-privileged agent with persistent state and an unconstrained execution environment. But please, tell me more about how its architecture is based on self-help books. Iâm sure that will hold up during the incident response post-mortem.
So, let me get this straight. The grand secret to "agentic intelligence" is to give a notoriously unpredictable stochastic parrot a notebook. You call it a âscratchpad.â I call it a staging server for exfiltration. You see an external hard drive for a Turing machine; I see a plain-text log of every secret, every API key, and every embarrassing user query it's ever processed, just sitting there in a world-readable S3 bucket. Youâre not giving it memory; youâre giving it a permanent, unencrypted diary of its every thought crime.
"By externalizing their internal state onto a digital piece of paper, agents evolve from simple pattern-matchers into robust thinkers."
Bless your heart. By externalizing its internal state, youâre creating the most glorious attack vector Iâve seen all year. Youâve taken prompt injectionâwhich was already a dumpster fireâand given it state. Now an attacker doesnât just get a one-off malicious response. No, now they can poison the well. They can inject a malicious instruction into the âscratchpad,â and the agent will refer back to its little ânotesâ later, executing the payload with the full trust it gives its own "thoughts." Youâve invented Persistent Cross-Site Scripting for LLMs. Congratulations, I guess a new OWASP Top 10 category is in order. Have fun explaining to your SOC 2 auditor why your "memory buffer" contains customer PII, internal IP addresses, and the nuclear launch codes, all because someone asked it to write a poem about DROP TABLE users;.
And then we have this masterpiece: "Thinking is Just Talking to Yourself in a Loop." You call it an internal monologue. I call it a denial-of-service vulnerability waiting for a clever prompt. âAct/Write â Reason â Repeat.â What happens when the "reason" step gets stuck on a paradox? Or when a cleverly crafted input sends it into an infinite loop of self-correction, burning CPU cycles and racking up a cloud bill that looks like a phone number? Youâre not building a thinker; youâre building the worldâs most expensive while(true) loop. And the idea that this internal text is âhidden from the userâ is adorable. Nothing is hidden. Itâs just one log file away from a public data breach notification.
But my favorite partâmy absolute favoriteâis the âAlter Ego Effect.â The multi-agent system. Oh, this is beautiful. Youâre not just building one insecure, unpredictable system; you're building a whole committee of them and making them talk to each other over what I can only assume are unauthenticated internal APIs.
Letâs break down this dream team:
You think youâre creating checks and balances. I see a daisy chain of exploitable dependencies. Each agent is a potential pivot point. Youâre not constraining the search space; youâre expanding the attack surface exponentially. BeyoncĂ© needed Sasha Fierce for the stage. Your system has "CVE-2025-Database-Admin," the agent that thinks its secret identity is a root shell.
And then, right at the end, after building this whole teetering Jenga tower of self-help psychology and unverified loops, you whisper the magic words: "formal methods." As if sprinkling some mathematics on top will retroactively fix the fact that your core architecture is a series of RCEs duct-taped together. Thatâs like building a house out of dry tinder and then claiming itâs fireproof because you wrote the blueprint in LaTeX.
It always comes back to the same thing, doesn't it? No matter how fancy the model, how "agentic" the system, it all eventually needs to write something down. And for fifty years, we've been trying to teach developers that the database isn't your friend. It's not a diary. It's a loaded weapon. And you've just handed it to a toddler with an internet connection.