Thanks, you've inspired a silly little poem:

  "Step into my cloud," said the spider to the serf
  "Your data's safe here, protected from the earth"
  But as he uploads, bit by bit he'll see
  The silken strands that bind his destiny
  "Scaling's easy," it promises with a smile
  But switching costs accumulate, all the while
  The serf's apps and files, once free to roam
  Are now trapped in a rented home
  The spider's web, so soft and full of ease
  Soon becomes a cage the serf can't leave