As we all know, operational security is Starfleet's #1 priority.
I have to imagine there's a seedy bar in San Francisco where all the Chief Security Officers meet up to bitch about how no one ever listens to their recommendations but its their asses who get chewed out when the ship gets so easily taken over on a weekly basis.
Yes, I too want the same old rehashes of 60s and 90s Trek plots so we can have full series burnout in record time.
Star Trek is a place to tell stories. Some of those stories involve weird shit. "Weird," as Janeway says to Kim after he comes from a cloned version of the ship where everyone he knows and loves just died in a self-destruct explosion, "is part of the job."