Presto’s Ransomware Drama: Cyber Bandits Fail to Stir the Pot

InterLock ransomware group claimed responsibility for a cyberattack on National Presto Industries, including its subsidiary National Defense Corporation. Despite InterLock’s attempts at extortion and the theft of nearly 3 million files, National Defense Corporation reportedly shrugged off the incident, telling InterLock their stolen data was about as valuable as a soggy napkin.

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Hot Take:

When you mix home appliances and military ammunition, you get a recipe for cyber chaos. National Presto Industries probably didn’t preheat their cybersecurity oven before InterLock ransomware cooked up a storm. While they were hoping for a non-stick solution, InterLock was busy baking a data pie from their 450,000-folder collection. Looks like National Presto’s defense was more of a ‘press-to-start’ kind of deal, and InterLock pressed all the wrong buttons!

Key Points:

  • InterLock ransomware group claimed responsibility for a March 1 cyberattack on National Presto Industries.
  • The attack impacted critical systems, but temporary measures were implemented to maintain operations.
  • InterLock claims to have stolen vast amounts of data, including nearly 3 million files.
  • National Presto Industries has not acknowledged the severity of the breach publicly.
  • The company claims to have restored operations, while InterLock says the attack encrypted multiple subsidiaries’ systems.

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