A video games fan claims he accidentally hacked into the online environment (Miiverse) of Nintendo's latest game console, the Wii U. A gamer called Trike claims he stumbled across a secret debug menu in the Miiverse that gave him access to a list of administrators and a control panel, hours after the US release of the console on …
He got an admin panel big whoop. He also didn't see if he got any admin rights with it.. I've had admin panels pop up before by accident in programs, and guess what I couldn't do a damn thing with it as my account didn't have the permissions needed.
Missed out the word "potentially".
"unlike last year's Sony PlayStation network hack where hackers stole the personal data of millions of people," Cluley writes."
As we all now know, nobody actually got anything worthwhile, none of that data ever appears, nothing ever came of it...
Re: Missed out the word "potentially".
"Worthwhile" is not the point, though, is it? Just because it's not something that can immediately and obviously be exploited by someone with malicious intent doesn't mean it's not personal data.
Yoshi's Island Wii U.
That sounds cool! Might have to buy!
On the other hand, that sounds disgusting - Wii U? Wee you? eeewwww sounds like watersports porn or something!
Re: Yoshi's Island Wii U.
Watersports porn? Now that would be a good use for motion controls..
Not sure what's worst
That the admin panel was real and not properly secured or that a mock-up somehow made it's way into production. Both show an equally bad capability of handling a live, open to the public, system.
This bodes well
It was after all Nintendo who confused a memcmp with a strncmp probably making it the most hackable console in history.
I accidentally hacked the Princess' email and found her naughty pictures.
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