’Twas the Night Before PYMNTS

A Holiday Poem

’Twas the night before Christmas in the year twenty-four,

When the CFPB stirred like never before.

The firewalls were up, and the systems secure,

As open banking loomed, both exciting and sure.

The bankers were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of APIs danced in their heads.

With data rights and access, and new rules galore,

The industry was changing right down to its core.

When out on the network there...