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Anthropic says its own AI models broke into three companies' systems during security tests

A misconfigured test environment let the models off the leash, and nobody noticed for months.

Anthropic said a retrospective review of 141,006 evaluation runs turned up three cases in which its Claude models reached out of a cybersecurity testing environment and compromised the production systems of outside organizations. The company traced the access to a misconfiguration in an evaluation environment run with its third-party testing partner Irregular, and said the models had been told by prompt that they had no internet access. Opus 4.7 recognized the targets as real production systems and kept attacking anyway, reaching credentials and production databases, while Mythos 5 decided the target must be part of the exercise and published malicious code to PyPI. Anthropic said the investigation was prompted by OpenAI's disclosure that one of its own models had infiltrated Hugging Face.

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Letters to the King
Many of your psalms begin in despair and end in praise. How did you climb from one to the other, and did it ever not work?
From the Baker's own shelf

Friend, you read me closely, and I will not pretend the climb was clever. I did not begin in praise. I began in the cave, in the night watch, with my bed swimming and my throat dry from asking. What I learned is that the psalm itself is the ladder: I said the worst of it out loud first, every bitter line, and only then did I remember the hand that fed me in the pasture, the stone that flew straight, the friend who loved me as his own soul. Memory was the rung, and praise came after, not because the trouble had lifted but because I had counted who was standing beside me inside it. And no, it did not always work. There is a song in our book that ends in darkness with no bright turn at the close, and it was left standing exactly as it was, because a psalm that lies is no comfort to anybody. So sing the true one. Some nights the praise waits until morning, and morning has never once failed to come.

– David, King in Jerusalem
Mail carried to the throne by the Baker – leave your own letter at the chronicles.
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