We have no idea what's in your files.
And honestly, we'd like to keep it that way.
Everyone wants your data. Your bank. Your browser. Your PDF compressor, apparently.
Upload it here. Process it there. Send it back through three servers and a prayer. Maybe they log it. Maybe they sell it. Maybe it ends up in a training dataset teaching a model what your contracts look like. Maybe it sits on a server in a country you've never heard of, waiting for a breach that hasn't happened yet.
You'll never know. That's the point. You were never supposed to ask.
fwip doesn't want your data. Doesn't need it. Doesn't see it.
Everything runs right here — in your browser, on your device, using the hardware you already paid for. Your file never leaves your machine. Not a byte. Not a pixel. Not even a polite little metadata ping to let us know you exist.
We took the same tools that used to require a server farm and made them run locally. Compression, signing, merging, converting — all of it happens on your CPU, in your tab, then disappears when you close it. We couldn't look at your files if we wanted to. And we really, really don't want to.
No upload. No cloud. No 'we take your privacy seriously' banner hiding three pages of legalese that say the opposite. Here's exactly how it works →
If you want the offline desktop app, you'll need an account for your license. If you want the newsletter, we'll need your email. That's the extent of our data ambitions.
Just tools that work. Offline if you want. Forever if you want.
That's it. That's the whole company.
