When observing things, both living and constructed etc. we invariably never resist the temptation to give it a name. Typically the name has some relation to the properties of the object. This is very much the case in formal scientific names for plants, animals and microscopic organisms etc. Not only does it give you a sense of what it is, but also what family it belongs to.
It isn’t only limited to living things. Even with constructed items a sense of family comes into play. A bowie knife, a pairing knife and a carving knife are all knives. A 3D printer, an ink jet printer and a laser jet printer are all printers. Whether living or not, we subconsciously group things according to their commonality.
Perhaps there is a comfort in making something less alien by linking it to something we are already familiar with. Nothing ever seems to be left out by itself. Even if the relation to something else is distant, it is nonetheless linked.
When naming people we are always linked by our family name. Sometimes that automatically comes with awe and respect, sometimes not so much. Those with no known family are typically given new names when adopted by a family thereby also being “linked”.
We are practically obsessed with commonality in our naming conventions. Yet so often when interacting with one another or with the environment around us that same inclination towards seeking commonality is all too often vigorously suppressed.