The DLP Module Awakens
I gained administrator rights to the company's PC monitoring management program on my PC.
Why...? I don't know...
Of course, there's no problem in terms of work.
After all, I was the lowest intern in the company.
My usual tasks were nothing more than minor chores like refilling the pantry mix coffee or checking the remaining paper in the copier.
My computer was a piece of junk...
It was an obsolete office computer from around 10 years ago, so I wasn't even in an environment where I could perform grand tasks.
'Well, whatever. As long as the salary comes on time, it's fine.'
After all, no one had high expectations for an intern like me, and I had long since given up on thinking I could do well.
The incident happened this morning.
Company PC Security Program Mandatory Update
Company security program has detected a problem and is conducting a patch update.
Please update the security program, all employees.
A notification appeared on the internal messenger for all employees: 'Mandatory update for the company's PC security program'.
Without thinking much, I clicked the blue update button.
Then, my 10-year-old junk computer started screaming.
The fan spun wildly, lagging, and blue-based error pop-up windows kept popping up and disappearing repeatedly.
After the screen flickered a few times and the installation complete message appeared, a strange icon appeared on the desktop.
Normally, a general employee security patch should have been installed, but due to the computer's slow processing, the server data for internal testing by the IT department was overlaid on my PC.
'These incompetent IT department guys, messing up the work like this causes errors.'
The more absurd thing was the program's name.
Corporate DLP Network Integrated Admin Module
Full control of the company's network monitoring program, which should be held by the IT department head or even the CEO, was completely displayed on my 10-year-old junk computer monitor.
The integrated admin window floating in one corner of my dual monitor.
There, hundreds of computer screens from the entire 12th floor building were brightly glowing in real-time thumbnails.
Whether someone left their shopping mall open while working, or who was badmouthing their deputy on the internal messenger.
Even the real-time chat histories of employees who left their personal chats open were transparently visible beyond my junk computer monitor.
At first, it was just a trivial sightseeing.
Watching others pretending to work while doing other things, or the light voyeuristic psychology.
'Everyone was pretending to work alone, and behind the scenes, it was a complete mess.'
But the moment I clicked on the PC screen of the married female team leader, who was called the 'Ice Goddess' in the company and passed me by like a bug in the pantry, and entered my monitor, my boring intern life was perfectly flipped.
'Team Leader, leaving something like this on the company computer while hiding it from your husband is a bit dangerous, right?'
On her screen, which she raised her head haughtily and treated employees like mice, were filled with secrets that were too intimate and wet to believe were the perfect team leader's.
Secret conversations sent to her husband while lying that it was overtime.
And even the high-level authentication photos hidden in her personal storage, which were hard to look at with eyes open. All were clearly captured inside my monitor.
'Wow, this woman... she was doing that haughty act on the outside, but her inside was completely rotten and decayed?'
Not just that. The haughty female executive from the neighboring department, and the female colleague next to me who was subtly ignoring me.
The masks of these company women who pretended to be virtuous and capable on the outside were strangely peeling off inside my 10-year-old junk computer monitor.
Looking down at their secrets beyond the screen with the corners of my mouth lifted.
One mouse click, or one screenshot, and these women's perfect lives built over their lifetimes would be perfectly destroyed.
The female managers and female employees in the company who had ignored me like a bug and dumped all sorts of odd jobs on me until now.
Now, the superior and subordinate in the company had completely reversed.
The initiative was entirely in my hands.
'Let's see if they can continue to look at me like a bug even in front of me.'
A pleasant thrill rose at the tips of my fingers holding the mouse.
From tomorrow, this dreary company would be quite fun.